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I can't explain but

I'll find a song that can

Reyansh's treatment of Aradhya is marked by a series of controlling and demeaning behaviors. He often uses harsh words to belittle her, making her feel insignificant and powerless.

Aradhya's daily life becomes a cycle of fear and anxiety. She constantly worries about Reyansh's reactions and tries to avoid anything that might trigger his anger. The emotional toll on her is immense. She feels trapped in a situation where her self-worth is continually eroded by Reyansh's manipulative tactics.

Despite the pain, Aradhya holds onto a glimmer of hope. She dreams of a day when she can break free from Reyansh's control and reclaim her life. Her resilience and inner strength are her guiding lights, even in the darkest moments.

But now she has given up on all this.

One evening, Aradhya returned home later than usual due to an unexpected delay at college. As she entered the mansion, she could sense the tension in the air. Reyansh was sitting in the living room, his face a mask of anger.

"Where have you been?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.

"I had to stay late at college," Aradhya replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "There was an urgent project that needed my attention."

Reyansh stood up abruptly, knocking over a glass on the table. "You expect me to believe that? You're lying! You're always lying!"

Before Aradhya could respond, Reyansh grabbed her arm tightly, his grip painful. "You think you can just do whatever you want? You belong here, with me, not out there making a fool of yourself."

Tears welled up in Aradhya's eyes as she tried to pull away, but Reyansh's grip only tightened. "Please, hukum sa  you're hurting me," she pleaded.

He ignored her, dragging her towards the bedroom. "You need to learn your place," he hissed. "You need to understand that you can't just come and go as you please."

Once inside the bedroom, Reyansh shoved Aradhya onto the floor. "Stay here and think about what you've done," he ordered.

Aradhya lay on the floor, her body trembling with fear and pain. She felt a deep sense of helplessness and despair. The person who is her husband,has become her tormentor, and she felt trapped in a nightmare with no hope.

Her sobs echoed in the silent room and something inside Reyansh's heart stirred.

What the hell is he doing?

Abusing an woman??that too his wife?his own wife???when did he become such a man?

But he didn't entertain these thoughts further, shaking his head he went out slamming the door behind him.

One afternoon, Aradhya was preparing lunch in the kitchen.Noone except her and Reyansh was home.She had spent hours making Reyansh's favorite dishes, hoping it would please him. As she set the table, Reyansh walked in, his expression already sour.

"What's this?" he snapped, pointing at the food. "I told you I wanted something different today."

Aradhya looked at him, confused. "But you said you wanted this yesterday," she replied softly.

Reyansh's face darkened. "Are you calling me a liar?" he shouted, slamming his fist on the table. The sudden noise made Aradhya flinch.

"No, hukum sa, I just—" she began, but he cut her off.

"You're useless! You can't even get a simple meal right!" he yelled, grabbing a plate and throwing it against the wall. The plate shattered, pieces scattering across the floor.

Aradhya felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she tried to stay calm. "I'm sorry, hukum sa. I'll make something else," she said, her voice trembling.

But Reyansh wasn't done. He stepped closer, his face inches from hers. "You think a simple 'sorry' is enough? You need to learn to listen!" he hissed, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her.

Aradhya's heart pounded in her chest. She felt a mix of fear and helplessness. "Please, hukum sa, its paining" she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Reyansh let go of her with a shove, causing her to stumble back. "Clean this mess up and make something edible," he ordered before storming out of the kitchen.

Aradhya sank to the floor, her body shaking with sobs. She felt broken and defeated, wondering how much more she could endure.

Reyansh went back to his room,he rubbed his temple closing his eyes.Reyansh felt a heavy weight settling in his chest after this but he doesn't get why he can't control his anger and let it out on aradhya?

It's not her fault that she is married to him,it was their grandfathers who wished so.But why?why does he feel a weird feeling whenever he sees her that makes him feel something he has never felt and which makes him angry.

He has always been control of his emotions but what has happened now?

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One night, after a particularly stressful day at work, Reyansh came home in a foul mood. Aradhya, sensing his agitation, tried to keep a low profile, hoping to avoid any confrontation. However, Reyansh's anger was already simmering, and it didn't take much to set him off.

As Aradhya was quietly preparing dinner, Reyansh stormed into the kitchen. "Why is the room such a mess?" he yelled, his voice echoing through the room. Aradhya looked  confused, as the room was  spotless.

"I c-leaned everything today, h-ukum sa " she said softly, trying to calm him down.

"Don't lie to me!" he shouted, grabbing a glass from the counter and hurling it against the wall. The glass shattered, pieces flying everywhere. Aradhya flinched, her heart racing.

Reyansh advanced towards her, his eyes filled with rage. "You think you can just sit around all day and do nothing?" he snarled, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her close. "You're worthless!"

Aradhya cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. "Please, stop," she begged, her voice trembling.

The physical pain was excruciating, but the emotional torment was even worse. Aradhya felt utterly broken, her spirit crushed under the weight of Reyansh's cruelty.

Something inside Reyansh broke,he felt wrong doing this and he immediately left her hairs.glancing st her face last time,he left from there.

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Dear Diary,

I don't even know where to begin. The past few months have been a whirlwind of pain and fear. Every day feels like a struggle to survive, and I feel like I'm losing myself more and more with each passing moment.

It started with Reyansh's's harsh words. He would criticize everything I did, making me feel worthless and small. I tried to brush it off, but the words cut deep. They left scars that no one could see, but I felt them every day.

The worst part is the fear. I'm always on edge, always waiting for the next outburst. I walk on eggshells, trying to avoid anything that might set him off, but it never seems to be enough. The anxiety is overwhelming, and I feel like I'm drowning in it.

But despite everything, there's a small part of me that refuses to give up. I find solace in the little things—tending to my garden, reading a book, listening to music. These moments give me a brief escape from the nightmare I live in.

One day, I will leave. I will reclaim my life and find happiness again. Until then, I hold onto hope, knowing that I have the strength to survive and the courage to break free.

With love and hope,

Aradhya